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[17 Jun 2008|10:37pm] |
just got a copy of EP 1
love it def recommend
"French Cruise kills Bunnies."
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| Pretend to be a Time Traveler Day |
[29 Nov 2007|10:35pm] |
http://forums.koalawallop.net/viewtopic.php?t=1719
Im so doing this
Guys, it's time for
Pretend to be a Time Traveler Day
You must spend the entire day in costume and character. The only rule is that you cannot actually tell anyone that you are a time traveler. Other than that, anything's game.
There are three possible options:
1) Utopian/cliché Future - "If the Future did a documentary of the last fifty years, this is how badly the reenactors would dress." Think Star Trek: TNG or the Time Travelers from Hob. Ever see how the society in Futurama sees the 20th century? Run with it. Your job is to dress with moderately anachronistic clothing and speak in slang from varying decades. Here are some good starters:
- Greet people by referring to things that don't yet exist or haven't existed for a long time. Example: "Have you penetrated the atmosphere lately?" "What spectrum will today's broadcast be in?" and "Your king must be a kindly soul!"
- Show extreme ignorance in operating regular technology. Pay phones should be a complete mystery (try placing the receiver in odd places). Chuckle knowingly at cell phones.
2) Dystopian Future - This one offers a little more flexibility. It can be any kind of future from Terminator to Freejack. The important thing to remember is dress like a crazy person with armor. Black spray painted football pads, high tech visors, torn up trenchcoats and maybe even some dirt here or there. Remember, dystopian future travelers are very startled that they've gone back in time. Some starters:
- If you go the "prisoner who's escaped the future" try shaving your head and putting a barcode on the back of your neck. Then stagger around and stare at the sky, as if you've never seen it before.
- Walk up to random people and say "WHAT YEAR IS THIS?" and when they tell you, get quiet and then say "Then there's still time!" and run off.
- Stand in front of a statue (any statue, really), fall to your knees, and yell "NOOOOOOOOO"
- Stare at newspaper headlines and look astonished.
- Take some trinket with you (it can be anything really), hand it to some stranger, along with a phone number and say "In thirty years dial this number. You'll know what to do after that." Then slip away.
2) The Past - This one is more for beginners. Basically dress in period clothing (preferably Victorian era) and stagger around amazed at everything. Since the culture's set in place already, you have more of a template to work off of. Some pointers:
- Airplanes are terrifying. Also, carry on conversations with televisions for a while.
- Discover and become obsessed with one trivial aspect of technology, like automatic grocery doors. Stay there for hours playing with it.
- Be generally terrified of people who are dressed immodestly compared to your era. Tattoos and shorts on women are especially scary.
And that's it. Remember, the only real rule is staying in character and try to fit in. Never directly admit you're a time traveler, and make really, really bad attempts at keeping a low profile. Naturally, the dystopian future has a little more leeway. And for the record, I've already tried out all of these in real life, in costume. It is so much fun you want to pee yourself.
I've set the tentative date for December 8th. Who's in?
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| Creation |
[21 Jul 2007|09:40pm] |
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On the first day God created the cow. God said, "You will go to field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves and give milk to support the farmer. I will give you a life span of sixty years."
The cow said, "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years. Let me have twenty years and I'll give back the other forty."
God agrees.
On the second day, God created the dog. God said, "Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. I will give you a life span of twenty years."
The dog said, "That's too long to be barking. Give me ten years and I'll give back the other ten."
Again, God agrees.
On the third day God created the monkey. God said, "Entertain people, do tricks, make them laugh. I'll give you a twenty year life span."
The Monkey said, "How boring, monkey tricks for twenty years? I don't think so. Dog gave you back ten, so that's what I'll do too, okay?"
And once again, God agrees.
On the fourth day God created man. God said, "Eat, sleep, play, have fun and,enjoy life.. Do nothing, just enjoy, enjoy. I'll give you twenty years."
Man said, "What? Only twenty years? No way God, how about this. I'll take my twenty, and the forty the cow gave back, and the ten dog gave back and the ten monkey gave back. That makes eighty, okay?"
"Okay," said God. "You've got a deal."
So that is why for the first twenty years of life, we eat, sleep, play, enjoy life, and have fun. For the next forty years we slave in the sun to support our family. For the next ten years we do monkey tricks to entertain our grandchildren. And finally, for the last ten years we sit in front of the house and bark at everything that passes by.
You now understand "The Mystery of Life"
thank you http://makemelaugh.net/
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| I'm so Emo that I... |
[29 Jun 2007|09:33pm] |
Walk the
To the
 where I stay.
When I feel the gloom I go to
 to get my fix.
If thats not enough then i will goto
 to get some real gloom going.
Ah fuck that I think I will just goto
to get some ice cream instead ;p``
Greeting from Emo Ontario
Well I was right my phone does not work so well up here I can make calls but the data doesn't work will have to call Sprint and see if that can be fixed.
Luckly the little Emo Inn have WiFi who knew.
Well still have a long drive in the morning so good night LJ
sweet dreams and Later Days
Chad
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[14 Nov 2006|10:54pm] |
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I feel like reaching out into the void and see what reaches back.
Another report from the ether. Well the starbase indy con is soon so there is that to look forward to. Most areas of my life are going well. Nice place to live, Job that keeps me from getting bord, Going out every once in while.
Media that everyone should check out:
Anime Desert Punk,
Movie Scanner Darkly,
Movie Children of Men,
TV BBC Torchwood,
Hope to see you all at
http://www.starbaseindy.com/
later days
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| PARTY |
[27 Sep 2006|07:01pm] |
Well this weekend i'll have been on this mortal coil for 30 years.
So lets have a party!
SAT Sept 30th let say 7ish I can't afford to get too much booze so bring some
ADDRESS 5126 College Ave Indianapolis
hope to see ya.
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| NY boo hiss |
[31 Jul 2006|02:02pm] |
Well im in NY right now and if anything that could go wroung did.
I was to be here for 2 days of training and demoing new software. well the training got put off till the end of Aug and no one told me. So i spent the day doing an inpromt to training with the companys owner kinda cool but he isnt the best trainer. I got ripped off by a cab in NY NY the train was an hour late to the hotel. They couldnt find my reservation. So i am leaving tonight on a filght back (if i can get on) there is only one tonight at 6:55. So who know i may be stuck at the airport tonight. Oh and i called home to see if i could get a ride to find out my car has been towed... Ya great coulpe of days here let me tell ya. So too all in the area that i was going to get ahold of to see if we could hang no luck. I'll update more as i find out.
Later days
Chad
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| At Deaths door |
[17 Jun 2006|10:00am] |
Well how to tell this little tale.
It was this last Thurs. and I had to go to the owners home in Giest IN. A nice large home on a lake. My job while there was to climb this 30ft tree to fix a ip camera. For one i am not fond of heights and that too me is a lot of height. So i ask the garden staff where was the ladder. They give me this 40ft old ladder not safe in the slightest. It gets propped up against the tree and i begin my climb. The gardener held the ladder for a bit then left me up in the tree. So i'm doing my work. Then the ladder slipped to the left. It didnt fall but was damn close to falling and there wasnt a damn thing i could do to correct it. So i start screaming for help. There were about 5 guys at the base of the ladder doing there own thing and im looking right at them. they hear me and start looking around (not up) to see where the cry is coming from. So i start screaming up here you assholes up here need some help. So from the slip to getting someone to help took about a min. a very long min where i clutch that fucking tree hoping someone would fix the ladder. the ladder got some hands on it and i climbed back down had a smoke got someone to hold the ladder the rest of the afternoon so i can finish my work. When the owner got home he was told (not by me) about the slip. He says "well i guess we will get you a new ladder for next time."
So ya i almost died wasnt that fun. So after work i went and got some xbox games nice chocolate went home and tried to forget the entire day happened. Just thought i'd share.
Later days Chad
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| Beltane |
[01 May 2006|08:28am] |
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Merry Beltane to all you pagany folks out there.
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| Fuck Valentine's Day |
[13 Feb 2006|11:17pm] |
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It needed to be said
here is a little poem i found a few years back
i post this most every year
hope you like :)
Hearts and roses and kisses galore,
What the hell is all of that shit for?
People get mushy and start acting queer,
It is definitely the most annoying day of the year.
This day needs to get the hell over with and pass,
Before I shove a dozen roses up Cupid's ass!
I'll spend the day so drunk that I just can't speak,
And wear only black for the rest of the week.
Guys act all sweet but it soon will fade,
For all they are doing is trying to get laid.
The arrow Cupid shot at me must not have hit,
Because I think love is a big crock of shit!
So here is my story, what else can I say?
Love bites my ass... Fuck Valentine's Day
by Michelle McGiffin
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| Holy Crap |
[01 Feb 2006|07:53pm] |
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its still there 6 plus years later and the damn thing still there
ya see back in 98-99 i build my 1st webpage not much but it was mine
and the damn thing is still up havent touch it since 2000
take a look a little window into the past
http://roswell.fortunecity.com/deva/451/
guess i should do something with or delete it
Any ideas folks??
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[19 Sep 2005|09:35pm] |
wow its Sept already where did the summer go.
A lot of things have happend in these past few months.
I got a promotion at work im now lead it support and this part is realy scary other peoples boss....
so i work alot and try to live each weekend to its fullest going camping, hikeing, boating, swimming ect
i bought a new car a 93 kia wagon nothing flashy but it holds my gear and get good milage.
i found new homes for mandys cats duchess was placed with lisa and joes help and jon said he would take dog when i move out.
some how i still find time to study my it certs but its been a real crawl. after working all day the last thing i want to do is read more about it i wish work would let me do some studing there. Oh and its my birthday in a few days i'll be 29 on the 29th and thats about it.
Happy fall everyone and later days.
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| join together in homage in the fear and loathing |
[21 Feb 2005|07:33pm] |
Fellow readers of the honorable Hunter S. Thompson,
On sunday the 20th of February 2005, the world lost one of the greatest
writers of the century. Hunter S. Thompson was found alone in his Aspen,
Colorado house with a self inflicted gun shot wound. It may come as no
surprise to those who would label him as a drug addict, lunatic, or a man
with no morals. Yet, to those who understood his works and observations of
society this is a shock. Thompson may not have said he was like Earnest
Hemmingway, but the two ended their lives (speculating) out of loathing and
suicide by guns. I can only assume that he was growing ill and his
recollections of his drugged glory days were becoming hazy memories, or
maybe he could not recreate his past or rejuvenate his future days as a
rebel. His comrade Buddy Ortega observes "We all have demons. Who knows,
man? You sit down, have a few cocktails or maybe nothing — maybe you have a
cup of green tea — and maybe nothing seems right. He was a little more
complex than most of us, so maybe some of those demons surfaced and he
didn't like what he saw." . Regardless, he was an outlaw, a spokesperson for
"truth," and a camera that captured the underbelly of American
politics/life.
Pulitzer Prize-winning author William Kennedy noted that "Hunter found a
way to be new in the world. His attitude, his language, his subject matter,
his take on history, his plunge into booze and drugs -- all these were
singular," Kennedy said. "Maybe other people behaved this way, but nobody
ever wrote about it with such spectacular originality. He was all by
himself."
"Hunter was a gifted writer, political observer and sportsman with a huge
appetite for life in every dimension," said William R. Hearst III, a
director of the Hearst Corp. "Like Mark Twain before him he occasionally
wrote for this newspaper and neither of them tolerated fools gleefully. We
will miss his words and collect his letters."
"He was one of the great pioneers of new journalism and his own invention:
gonzo journalism, in which he immersed himself in the story," Fong-Torres, a
writer for the San Francisco Times said. "He presented it in a way that
nobody else, as hard as they tried, could imitate. He was singular and will
not be matched anytime soon."
It is a sad day for those who treasured this man and his literary works.
Tonight (2.21.05) we should join together in homage and in the fear and
loathing of the death of Hunter S. Thompson and to pay tribute to his
contributions to American Literature, American Politics, and American
Society. The world has much to honor this soul: he created gonzo journalism
and gave a fresh perspective to the swine that rule America. No man can ever
compare to his witty and raw insight. Gadzooks, my friends, Gadzooks.
I have included several Hunter S. Thompson quotes, please treasure his
immortal words.
-Nick Keener;
HUNTER S. THOMPSON QUOTES
No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no
man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his
own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.
The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who
really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
"History is hard to know, because of all the hired bullshit, but even
without being sure of 'history' it seems entirely reasonable to think that
every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a
long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the time --
and which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happened."
As you were, I was. As I am, you will be.
For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must
be trampled.
This is the main advantage of ether: it makes you behave like the village
drunkard in some early Irish novel... total loss of all basic motor skills:
blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue- severance of all connection between
the body and the brain. Which is interesting because you can actually watch
yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can't control it.
We cannot expect people to have respect for law and order until we teach
respect to those we have entrusted to enforce those laws.
I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours.
It was the Law of the Sea, they said. Civilization ends at the waterline.
Beyond that, we all enter the food chain, and not always right at the top.
If there is, in fact, a Heaven and a Hell, all we know for sure is that Hell
will be a viciously overcrowded version of Phoenix...
I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they've always
worked for me.
Cover a war in a place where you can't drink beer or talk to a woman?
Hell no!"
In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upward mobile.
You can always turn your back on a person, but you can never turn your back
on a drug... especially when it's waving a hunting knife in your eyes.
In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting
caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity.
Objective journalism is one of the main reasons American politics has been
allowed to be so corrupt for so long.
"Fiction is based on reality unless you're a fairy-tale artist," Thompson
told The Associated Press in 2003. "You have to get your knowledge of life
from somewhere. You have to know the material you're writing about before
you alter it."
Nicholas Keener
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| MANDY they found you car |
[15 Jun 2004|09:04pm] |
Mandy
i got a letter from Last Chance Wrecker & Sales Inc
they have you car at 2700 S Belmont
to get it out you need the title and State ID
call 317 327 2382
the letter is dated june 12 2004 and you have 15 days from that date to get it out or they will sell it.
I tried calling but no one would answer.
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[14 Jun 2004|02:07pm] |
| How to make a mindtrip101 |
Ingredients:
5 parts mercy
1 part crazyiness
5 parts energy |
Method:
Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add a little curiosity if desired! |
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| WtT7 |
[07 Jun 2004|03:50am] |
Ok i got back around 11pm central time. All the vid is loaded to the box and being edited. Kyrin the history segment you did, did not record the 1st 4 mins are blank so i'll just make something up :)
pics are uploaded to the box i'll have them on ftp tomorrow i think.
Jon call me i got you a gift.
I leave you with this for now ANAL JIHAD!
that is all.
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